Of America's gilded gentry keen to sow,
Where Japans money lies quiet, in deep trove,
Seeking profit not in mead, but in Tokyo's flow,
Pray, ask these billionaires to show love, not just rove.

The hedge fund of Pentwater, oh so bold,
Placing bets against the blockades of old,
Fair Lina Khan in FTC's fold,
In their game of power, we're but the gold.

In lands far, where the brave and bold dare trod,
Russia's soldiers learn from where they've been flawed,
From Ukraine, a lesson by God's own rod,
In the face of war, they change, praises be to God.

by Brother Arnulfus

a centaur